Was it his goal in life to make me feel like a teenager all over again? I haven’t felt embarrassed this often since high school, but…
I knew why he was asking.
“It felt…” I trailed off as I tried to decipher the feeling and then I did something I’ve never done before.
I initiated a kiss where everyone could see us.
His shock brought our weird shuffling to a halt and I kept it simple, feeling oddly satisfied that he was so flustered about something we’ve done a million times before. It made me want to do it more and it irritated me all over again that I understood why he kept poking and prodding at me.
“It felt like I won the lottery,” I admitted. “You said it so proudly too.”
The top of Liam’s cheeks got a little red and I grinned, loving that he was the one suffering now. How red could I make him? Would it be as cute as Lucy’s bright pink cheeks?
“I never felt like I really owned anything before,” I told him as I reached up to skim my thumb over his cheek. “Everything has always been for you, but that didn’t bother me. I was content with how things were. But now, you and Lucy are mine. We have a pack of our own and you gave our omega a legacy using my name, making me the very first blue-eyed legacy alpha. I don’t think anyone has ever done that before. I hate to say it, but your mother is right. You’re a hopeless romantic and I love that about you.”
Honestly, it was his only redeeming trait and I was obsessed with all the things he did for Lucy. I couldn’t stop watching the way he took care of her or how he bent over backwards to make her happy. He would do literally anything for her and has.
I never expected him to be like that with me too.
Liam cleared his throat and looked away, his cheeks so red I almost leaned down to bite one because it was just that endearing. “I’ve never heard you say so many words all at once where other people can hear you. Who knew you were capable of being so publicly affectionate.”
He always had to go and piss me off didn’t he? I pinched his cheek harder than necessary and Liam’s gratitude filled the bond. Being able to feel his emotions really made all this easier.
Before I could tell him that, Lucy’s sudden apprehension set my teeth on edge and we turned toward her to see what was going on, but a loud pop went off just before the lights cut out.
Then the sickening sensation of Lucy’s emotions fading away filled me with panic and dread.
My bond with Lucy was gone.
CHAPTER 43
Lucy
When I woke up, I was tied to a cement pillar with my hands in my lap. The ground was made of cement and all I could smell was dirt and blood. I looked up and it wasn’t River’s grey eyes sparkling down at me, but that disturbing stranger
She dropped into a crouch when she saw I was awake and smiled, her blonde hair tumbling over her shoulders. “It’s nice to finally meet you, Lucy.”
My entire body stiffened when I recognized that voice.
“I’d introduce myself,” she said, smiling even wider. “But I think you already know who I am.”
I did.
She may not look the same, but I knew it was her thanks to that voice.
Helen Tinley had me tied up in a dark room and I was the fucking idiot who let this happen because I couldn’t recognize her without her blue hair and those brown eyes must have been contacts…
We weren’t alone either.
Melinda was tied up next to me, still unconscious, her chin practically on her chest and now I could see the tiniest hint of a curve forming on her belly to show she was pregnant thanks to the rope tying her to the cement post.
On top of that, two alphas loomed over us.
Their arms were crossed over their chests as they watched me and Melinda like we might slip right out of the rope and scurry off like rats. I was pretty sure I'd never seen them before, but it was impossible to really know thanks to my face blindness.
I took in their appearances and decided they looked too much like Helen to be anything other than part of her pack. They must have been the ones who got us out of the legacy event and carried us here.
No matter how strong Helen was, she couldn’t carry me and a pregnant omega out all on her own. At least, not without getting caught.